SLAVES TO THE NIGHT
SLAVES TO THE NIGHT The haunting music dead of night sleepy time visions as they drifted, limbs entwined Telling to each of what they saw, behind closed eyes * He became the wolf, so powered by hunger for the slight dingo so free! She flaunted her scent so wantonly * Over shifting deserts he trampled and seas his spirit soared he sensed so strong, She went that way! * Melodies guided him to wander the edge where he heard from well tuned ears his name she called carried by her summers' breeze * Battling natures hazards he looked to the moon and howled his delight The eclipse of their souls can be heard most nights. * TeAnne © Mar 31. 1998 (Re-write 13 Sept 1998)